"Every discourse, even a poetic or oracular sentence, carries with it a system of rules for producing analogous things and thus an outline of methodology."
Fuck me running, we are doing Derrida and Barthes this week in Cultural Studies.
And I thought the Paul Auster week would be hard. 'Scuse the language. But french post-structuralists make my brain hurt.
Worse, my actual assignment: Deconstruct Tom Stoppard's existentialist tour de force Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead.
No, I'm not sure what that even means either. Whose bright idea was it to take a humanities course to fill up my credits? Oh yeah, mine. I TOTALLY should have taken an extra stats course instead.
At least the movie is funny "I don't believe in England" "What, a conspiracy of cartographers?"
Also, blonde Tim Roth vs space cadet Gary Oldman, I'm not sure which is more delicious. Which still doesn't make up for the fact that Derrida is the most impenetrable sumbitch writer I have ever EVER come across.